Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

"Oh my God!" An incredible scream broke out in the room. Wen Bumian jumped off the bed excitedly and he and Jiang Tingwan looked at each other again and again.

"The same to you?"

Jiang Tingwan subconsciously covered his mouth, fearing that Mu Yunzhong outside the house would hear it.

Wen Bumian was also surprised and asked repeatedly: "Are you Bai Wangshu? You are dressed as Bai Wangshu?"

Jiang Tingwan nodded repeatedly. She had never thought that she could meet fellow villagers even when traveling through a book. She really experienced what it meant to meet fellow villagers. Her eyes were filled with tears! Especially in the world of traveling through a book, this was simply the eighth wonder of the world.

Jiang Tingwan pulled Wen Bumian and jumped and danced, which pulled Wen Bumian's wound. The pain made him sit down on the bed in response. Jiang Tingwan then reacted and helped Wen Bumian sit down.

"I'm sorry, I'm so excited. I never thought I would meet someone like me!"

Wen Bumian waved his hand and said, "I understand! I thought I was alone, but I didn't expect to meet you!"

"So you deliberately read that poem to me? But how did you find out that I was also a person who traveled through the book?" Jiang Tingwan was so curious that he started to talk more.

Although Wen Bumian was in physical pain, he could not hide his joy and answered all of Jiang Tingwan's questions. "I felt something was wrong with you the moment I saw you. The Bai Wangshu in this book is cold and ruthless, lonely, and usually doesn't show up in this kind of occasion. I felt your words and actions were strange just now, but I didn't dare to confirm it, so I could only use that poem to test you."

"I was wondering how you could recite this poem 'Jiang Cheng Zi'?"

Jiang Tingwan recalled the scene at that time. Fortunately, he was smart and understood the hint. After remembering something, he asked, "It's just that Bai Wangshu doesn't have many scenes in the book. How do you remember it so clearly?"

"I have always had a photographic memory. I can remember all the names of novels I've read. But seeing your reaction just now, I really thought I remembered Bai Wangshu's name wrong."

After Wen Bumian finished speaking, Jiang Tingwan felt as if he had met a close friend. He had never expected that there was a reader who remembered his discontinued novel. After hearing the news, Jiang Tingwan felt that Wen Bumian was glowing in his eyes.

"I didn't expect this female-oriented novel to have such a loyal male reader!"

Jiang Tingwan couldn't help but sigh and wanted to proudly state his identity as the author, but was interrupted by Wen Bushian in a rage.

"Stop! I don't know why I read this book. It's badly written, but I still remember it. If I had nothing to read, I would never have opened this book in the middle of the night..."

Whenever Wen Bumian mentioned the plot and author of this book, he seemed to be filled with resentment, and he complained so much that he didn't even care about the pain in his body.

"More importantly, it's okay if it's badly written, but you should finish it! Because that crappy author has abandoned the story and locked it, so I got in halfway through, and I still don't know what my main quest is? All I do every day is make pills! I was almost killed a few days ago!"

Jiang Tingwan could hear the resentment of Bumian, and the sense of accomplishment he had just met the readers instantly turned into embarrassment.

My friends, who understands the feeling of being scolded in person by readers?

Jiang Tingwan slowly turned his back, pretending that he was not the one being scolded, and even wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it!

Wen Bumian was cursing vigorously, but when he turned around, he saw Jiang Tingwan hiding with his back to him. He realized that he had lost his composure, so he calmed down and said, "I'm sorry. It's so hard to find someone to listen to my complaints, but I couldn't hold it back. What were you going to say just now?"

Jiang Tingwan, who was about to confess his identity, changed his words instantly, forced a smile and said, "I think you said it very well! You said everything I wanted to say!"

os: I know, I know, stop scolding me!

"You also came in halfway through?" Wen Bumian asked Jiang Tingwan while panting slightly after he finished cursing.

"I just happened to see the place where the story was interrupted." Jiang Tingwan replied cautiously.

"Then can you tell me what the plot is about?" Wen Bumian asked immediately.

"So where did you see it?"

"I saw you die!" Wen Bumian replied with a little resentment, but after realizing that his statement was inappropriate, he added in time, "It was Bai Wangshu. I saw Mu Yun finally kill Bai Wangshu and then I came in."

After hearing this, Jiang Tingwan replied with a guilty tone, "That's pretty much the ending. After that, Mu Yun finally massacres the Sanyuan Sect and becomes an enemy of the hero and heroine."

Wen Bumian, who had hoped to learn more about the plot from Jiang Tingwan, suddenly had a dark expression. "I thought this crappy author's rubbish would have more words? Then we are about the same! What's your mission?"

"My mission is to stop Mu Yun from turning evil!"

After Jiang Tingwan finished speaking, Wen Bumian seemed to have expected it, "This is indeed the way of female-oriented literature. Do you have a system? Is there any bonus?"

Jiang Tingwan treated Wen Bumian like a child who had made a mistake. He answered whatever he asked, "There is one, but he does nothing but chat with me. He is good for nothing!"

When Wen Bumian heard this, he looked at Jiang Tingwan in surprise, as if he was wondering if she was hiding something. But when he saw that she also had a complaining face and didn't look like she was lying, he stopped doubting her.

"What about you? Is your alchemy skill a golden finger? Because I remember that this book does not have any description about Zizaimen." Jiang Tingwan asked the key question. He had been asking himself the question just now, and now it was her turn to ask.

The person on the other side did not answer immediately, as if he was doubting something, but he still chose to believe Jiang Tingwan, raised his head calmly, and replied: "Yes, my golden finger is the alchemy furnace left by my original body and the alchemy technique in his memory, which can make elixirs that did not originally exist in this world. He died after his mysterious veins were cut by the people of Zizai Sect, and I inherited his identity and memory when I came here."

"So, you are like the original Wen Bumian, both have the strength of the lower heaven level, and also have the skill of refining pills?"

What did Jiang Tingwan suddenly realize?

Wen Bumian nodded.

Jiang Tingwan sneered, "Oh my god, oh my god! Same person, different fate! Now even if we are in the same book, we still have different fates! How come I have nothing! I'm going to lose my temper! You stinky fox, come out here!..."

This time it was Jiang Tingwan's turn to curse. The sudden change surprised Wen Bumian. He was like two completely different people!

Wen Bumian was so scared that he stood on the bed to avoid the saliva attack. Seeing her reaction, he now believed 100% that Jiang Tingwan really only had a chat system.

"..."

After a long period of cursing, Wen Bumian had fully understood and sympathized with Jiang Tingwan's experience in the past few days from her language system.

"You're having such a miserable time, huh?"

Sui Jiu in the void did not reply, but Wen Bumian, who was squatting on the bed, spoke first.

Hearing the word "miserable", Jiang Tingwan began a long rant and curse.

She didn't stop until she was so tired that she sat down on the bed, put her hands on her waist and kept panting. Wen Bumian, who was also a patient, quickly got out of bed and poured her a glass of water.

Jiang Tingwan looked at him unexpectedly, then took the water and drank it all in one gulp, "Sorry, I couldn't stop."

"I understand!" Wen Bumian said in the tone of someone who had experienced it. After that, he obediently took the empty cup of water from Jiang Tingwan, put it back to its original place, and then sat on the stool beside the table and simply didn't come over, for fear of being affected.

Jiang Tingwan sat by the bed and swallowed. Seeing Wen Bumian's reaction, he realized that he had lost his composure again and stood up quickly. "Why are you sitting there? You are the patient. Come over and lie down."

Jiang Tingwan's tone was filled with anger, and Wen Bumian immediately stood up and replied obediently: "Yeah, okay!"

Having said that, he sat back in the seat that Jiang Tingwan had vacated. Although he was sitting on his own bed, he felt as uneasy as a sinner who had made a mistake.

"I'm sorry for scaring you. I forgot you were seriously injured." Jiang Tingwan apologized quickly.

"I understand, I understand." Wen Bumian still said these two words and didn't dare to say anything else.

Jiang Tingwan calmed down. After the great breach of defense, the joy of meeting fellow villagers in a foreign land once again took over his mind.

"Forget it, forget it. No matter what, we are now companions fighting side by side. Based on my understanding of the current situation, as long as Mu Yunzhong does not turn evil, this world will not collapse, and we should be able to go back."

"You mean wait until the number above his head is reset to zero?" From Jiang Tingwan's previous breakdown in defense, Wen Bumian already had a basic understanding of her and Mu Yunzhong's situation.

"At least that's what that stinky fox said!" When mentioning Sui Jiu, Jiang Tingwan was still resentful of the unfair treatment he and Wen Bumian had received.

Hearing this, Wen Bumian also fell into deep thought, "Now it seems that this is the only way. After all, our situation is quite rare."

"How about this, I will go and say goodbye to my senior brother tomorrow, and you will come with me back to Tingfeng Court to recuperate. There are too many people coming and going in Canghua Palace now, and it is not convenient to talk. There are only Mu Yunzhong and I in Tingfeng Court. Now that you are here, I feel more at ease."

Jiang Tingwan took the opportunity to invite Wen Bumian. Wen Bumian thought about it carefully and responded, "Okay, after all, you still have a clear main task. Now that I want to go home, I can only break through with you."